>> Thursday, February 19, 2009

I've been thinking lately about the kind(s) of music I like. Someone asked me recently and I had a surprisingly difficult time figuring it out for myself and an even worse time trying to communicate it to him. Well, I guess it changes. Currently listening to a LOT of Ryan Adams but I just got this Springsteen album (the Lost Radio Show) which is also kind of blowing my mind. So it means I have no desire to listen to old stand-bys like Joni Mitchell or Neko Case even though I know they are some of my favourites.

Anyway since I find it frustrating and confusing to talk about it I'm just going to upload a playlist of some (mostly not new) stuff I like right now. I think it fits the folky-country-ish mood that goes along with this weather.

>> Tuesday, February 10, 2009

a sense of well-being seems to float me along this week. Maybe it's because it's almost my birthday, but more likely it's due to other things. It's very funny how susceptible I am to outside events, things I have little or no control over. I'm not sure if this makes me unique or not. I would guess not. Anyway, I feel much calmer about the whole job situation. The last few months have involved some low-level panic that began to escalate in the last couple of weeks and generally brought down the tone of everything in my life.I had a talk with my former director from the summer and she was very optimistic and very willing to put me in contact with potential employers. The knowledge that I can at least find a job in Ottawa is very reassuring. This in turn has kicked me into gear on the job-hunt in Toronto (rather than just sitting about worrying and bitching about it).I know it's mean of me to talk about how well things are going at the moment, or so April, who got in a car accident yesterday, told me. I guess the thing is just that everything is more or less the same, I just feel better.

I can't stop reading Garance Doré and her adorable blog. I had always assumed Parisian chicks were super bitchy and cold, just judging by their accents and the way they look. Perhaps Garance is just an exception but she is unendingly effusive and full of adoration for her subjects and witty comments and funny broken English. It's the best first thing I read in the morning. Not to mention the photos, which are just so pretty.